The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 266: Studying Economics is Still Somewhat Useful
That noon, Su Mingyu went to an internet cafe off campus for the first time ever and logged into QQ, a password she had almost forgotten.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A series of friend request notifications sounded in my headphones.

One of them was sent the day before yesterday, with a note saying Su Mingzhe.

The other one was sent around 10 a.m. this morning, with the message noted as Su Mingcheng.

Su Mingyu only accepted Su Mingzhe's friend request.

I initially wanted to reject Su Mingcheng's application directly, but after thinking about it, I chose to ignore it instead.

As soon as the friend request was accepted, Su Mingzhe sent a message to Su Mingyu.

"Mingyu?"

Su Mingyu doesn't spend much time on the computer and her typing speed is very slow.

"Brother, what do you need me for?"

"Mingcheng told me about what happened at home. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, it's just that Su Mingcheng suddenly came to see me this morning."

"Is it because of your parents' divorce?"

"It's somewhat related, but mainly it's related to my uncle's family."

What happened at my uncle's house?

“Over the years, Mom has been secretly taking money from your uncle’s family without Dad’s knowledge. There was also money that was supposed to be sent abroad for your studies, but Mom misappropriated it and lent it to your uncle for business.”

"what?"

Su Mingyu continued typing with one finger: "I only found out about these things today."

"Mingcheng told you?"

"Correct."

"How did he know all this?"

“Mom gave Su Mingcheng a notebook, which recorded every penny Mom had given to his uncle from home over the years.”

"..."

Su Mingyu was still typing slowly when Su Mingzhe sent another message.

"Did Mingcheng take the notebook to his uncle, hoping to get his money back?"

After reading the message from Su Mingcheng, Su Mingyu thought to herself, "You only guessed half right."

Furthermore, they overestimated Su Mingcheng's intelligence.

“He used that notebook to blackmail his uncle into transferring 30,000 yuan to him. The money arrived in the account and his uncle immediately called the police.”

Upon seeing the message from Su Mingyu, Su Mingzhe, sitting in front of the computer, put his hand to his forehead and was speechless.

"What was your uncle's reason for calling the police? Extortion?"

"Correct."

Su Mingzhe stared at the computer screen and sighed helplessly.

Su Mingcheng is stupid, Zhao Dafu is wicked, Su Daqiang is cowardly, and then there's the selfish and biased brother-supporting demon Zhao Meilan.

In this family, I feel like only Su Mingyu and I are normal people.

"Mingcheng can't swallow this insult, so he came to you to discuss how to get revenge on his uncle?"

"Big brother, do you think I should say yes to him?"

Su Mingyu was so bothered by Su Mingcheng in the morning that she had no choice but to go online to ask Su Mingzhe for advice.

"It's no use agreeing to him now! I bet Mom didn't get an IOU from Uncle for the money she gave him, so how could you possibly get it back?"

He said he could give the notebook to Dad and have the lawyer retrieve it.

"What's the use? Dad will just take that notebook to sue Mom and make her pay the money. In the end, Uncle won't suffer any loss."

Seeing that Su Mingzhe had no better ideas, Su Mingyu had no choice but to type a reply:
"Alright, I'll think of another way."

Su Mingzhe immediately replied to the message:

"Mingyu, don't worry. I'll contact my classmates back home right now and ask if they have any friends studying law so we can see if there are any other proper solutions to this problem."

Su Mingyu replied with an "Mm".

She had to tutor Liu Wenjing that afternoon, so she told Su Mingzhe and then logged out of QQ.

More than an hour later.

Su Mingyu stood at the door of room 3602 and rang the doorbell.

It was Liu Wenjing who opened the door this time.

It was the first time the two had met, but the moment the door opened, they both guessed each other's identities.

"Teacher Su, right? Hello, hello!" Liu Wenjing warmly extended her hand.

When shaking hands, Su Mingyu carefully looked Liu Wenjing up and down.

With that face and figure, she'd be considered a campus beauty even at a university like East China Normal University, where the proportion of female students is very high.

No wonder Yang Muye wanted Liu Wenjing to livestream her college entrance exam preparation, taking the opportunity to advertise for Zuoyebang (a homework help platform).

Liu Wenjing warmly welcomed Su Mingyu into the house and brought two bottles of mineral water from the kitchen.

After sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Liu Wenjing asked Su Mingyu if she had any plans for the evening.

Su Mingyu shook her head.

Liu Wenjing clapped her hands excitedly.

“That’s great. When Sister Yifei introduced you last time, I wanted to invite you to have dinner with me. I even went to the supermarket to buy groceries, but you had already left when I came back. Today is a good opportunity to make up for it.”

Su Mingyu waved her hand and said no, but Liu Wenjing had already bought all kinds of groceries that morning.

Although these dishes were not bought specifically to entertain Su Mingyu.

Yang Muye invited Jiang Nansun and Xiao He over for dinner tonight. Knowing that Su Mingyu would also be coming to tutor Liu Wenjing, he included Su Mingyu in the invitation as well.

Only after learning that Yang Muyi hadn't specifically invited her did Su Mingyu feel relieved and agree to the invitation.

Over the next two hours, Su Mingyu helped Liu Wenjing review her high school math concepts.

The key is to figure out which areas Liu Wenjing is weak in.

After that, Su Mingyu helped Liu Wenjing answer some questions she had encountered during her review.

Although she had never attended high school, Liu Wenjing's foundation was not bad, which gave Su Mingyu more confidence in tutoring her for the next seven months.

The tutoring session ended close to five o'clock.

Liu Wenjing began preparing dinner, and Su Mingyu followed her into the kitchen to help.

Just then, Yang Muye returned to the apartment.

Not only him, but Xiao He also arrived early.

Seeing that Su Mingyu was also there, Xiao He took the initiative to greet her.

Taking the opportunity, Yang Muyi asked Su Daqiang and Zhao Meilan about the progress of their divorce case.

Su Mingyu shook her head, indicating that she hadn't contacted her family in the past two days. It was a deliberate avoidance, a way of saying she didn't want to get involved.

Yang Muye nodded, indicating his understanding.

I thought the topic was over, but Su Mingyu hesitated for a few seconds before speaking up.

"Mr. Yang, may I ask you something?"

Yang Muye took two bottles of drinks from the refrigerator, tossed one to Xiaohe, and opened the other himself.

"of course."

"On the way back from Suzhou the night before last, I remember you said that the notebook that Su Mingcheng had was useless, so is it really impossible to get back the money that my mother secretly gave to my uncle?"

"If we hadn't written an IOU back then, it would probably be very difficult to get it back legally."

The speaker was Xiao He.

Upon hearing this, Su Mingyu's eyes dimmed.

Although I had expected this result, I still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Just then, Yang Muye's voice suddenly rang out.

"I have heard of something that might be a useful idea for solving this problem."

Su Mingyu looked up in surprise.

"I don't know if this is true, so this is just for reference." Yang Muye first put on his armor.

Even so, it still successfully piqued the interest of everyone present, including Xiaohe.

Even Liu Wenjing quietly stopped what she was doing, wanting to hear how Yang Muye would help Su Mingyu get the money back from her uncle.

"There was an economics professor who secretly kept a mistress behind his wife's back. This mistress was said to be a flight attendant, very beautiful, and most importantly, more than 20 years younger than the economics professor."

Su Mingyu and Liu Wenjing were both stunned.

At this age, he's almost old enough to be the father of a flight attendant's mistress, right?

Yang Muye shrugged and continued, "That economics professor was only two years younger than the mistress's father. To please his mistress, he generously bought two houses for her and her father."

"Who would have thought that while the mistress was living in the house bought by the economics professor and spending his money, she was also secretly having an affair with a gigolo when the professor was not around."

Su Mingyu and Liu Wenjing were both stunned when they heard this.

If it weren't for Yang Muye's serious demeanor, the two of them would have suspected that Yang Muye had read this mind-blowing plot in magazines like "Zhiyin" or "Story Club".

"The truth will eventually come out. The economics professor discovered that the mistress was keeping a young lover. In a fit of anger, he sued the mistress and demanded the return of the two properties that had been gifted to him."

"Unexpectedly, the mistress was prepared and produced audio evidence to prove that the economics professor's gift of the property was voluntary, and the judge therefore ruled against the economics professor."

"The economics professor was a prominent figure in the area. After such a huge embarrassment, he naturally wouldn't let it go, so he went to his ex-wife."

"I don't know how the two talked, but the ex-wife then sued the mistress, claiming that the economics professor had disposed of marital property without her consent."

"After investigation, the local court determined that the economics professor's gift was invalid and ordered the mistress to return the two properties, including the money the economics professor had previously given her as a mistress."

It's like the economics professor got to sleep with a mistress for three whole years without spending a single penny.

The story doesn't end here; Xiaohe was the first to realize what was happening.

"You mean you want Mr. and Mrs. Su to join forces and have Mr. Su sue Mr. Su's uncle for allegedly misappropriating marital property?"

Yang Muye nodded, then looked at Su Mingyu.

Using this method, there is a high probability that the money Zhao Meilan lent and gave to Zhao Dafu's family can be recovered.

The key issue is that Zhao Meilan needs to cooperate.

Just like the economics professor in the story.

After getting both properties back, he will have to compensate his ex-wife.

The professor's only goal was to vent his anger and make the mistress lose both her money and her money.

Given Zhao Meilan's tendency to prioritize her brother's interests, even if the money were to be returned and compensated to Su Daqiang, she probably wouldn't agree to it, let alone if the couple split it in half.

Just as Yang Muyi was about to remind her of this, Su Mingyu suddenly spoke up:
"Mr. Yang, could I borrow your phone to make a call?"

Yang Muye gave Xu Sanduo a wink, and Xu Sanduo immediately took out the Apple phone and handed it to Su Mingyu.

Liu Wenjing enthusiastically stepped forward and taught Su Mingyu how to use the phone.

After dialing the number, Su Mingyu took her phone and walked alone to the balcony.

As soon as the call connected, Su Mingcheng's extremely anxious voice came from the other end.

"Mingyu, have you thought of a solution?"

Did you tell Mom about your uncle calling the police to arrest you?

"Not yet, isn't this exactly what we're waiting for you to decide?"

“You can talk to Mom now. If Mom decides to stand by you and completely break ties with Uncle, then call me again… If you can’t even convince Mom, don’t come looking for me again. I won’t get involved in this anymore.”

Before Su Mingcheng could even ask Zhao Meilan what the next step would be if she agreed, Su Mingyu had already hung up the phone.

Su Mingcheng didn't call back, but instead dialed his mother Zhao Meilan's number directly.

"Mom, where are you?"

"What happened to the rented apartment?"

"Didn't your uncle let you stay at his house?"

"He did say that, but I think it's more convenient to rent a place on my own."

Is the rent expensive?

"Don't worry, Mom has a retirement pension."

"Not Mom? My uncle is such a heartless bastard. Now that you're in trouble, instead of helping you out, what's wrong with letting you stay at his house for a while?"

"Zhongbang's grown up now, your aunt—"

"Mom! My uncle is an ungrateful wretch. Don't you dare speak up for him anymore, or I'll turn against you!"

"Mingcheng, what's wrong with you today?"

"What happened? Didn't your uncle tell you? Oh right, that ingrate probably didn't even tell you either; he almost got me arrested."

"What? What exactly happened, Mingcheng? Tell Mom everything!"

"Mom, didn't you write down how much money you've given Uncle over the years in that notebook you gave me? I was thinking that after you divorced me—Su Daqiang, life won't be easy for you, so I thought I'd try starting a business. If it succeeds, then our future will be secure."

"Start a business? Where will you get the start-up capital?"

“I borrowed it from my uncle. At first, he hesitated and refused to lend it to me. Then I told him about all the accounts in the notebook, and he readily agreed to lend me 30,000 yuan. He transferred the money to my bank card, and the next day he called the police station in Shanghai to report me for extortion!”

Su Mingcheng became more and more excited as he spoke:
“The man in the hat went to the school and took me back to the police station. In the end, he called my uncle to confront him. He insisted that I had threatened him before he transferred the money to me. If it weren’t for the man in the hat’s mediation, and me returning the 30,000 yuan to him in the end, I would have been in jail!”

"I asked the officer in charge of the case, and he said that in my case, if I were found guilty of extortion, it would take at least three years. Is this something my own uncle would do?"

"Mom! Put yourself in my shoes. You've done so much for Zhao Dafu and helped him so much. The 30,000 yuan I asked him for doesn't even cover the interest."

"He's quite something. Now that you're in trouble and can't get any more benefits from our family, he turns on you like that. Is that something a human being would do? Even a dog has more conscience than him."

"Mom! I'm making this clear: if Zhao Dafu is involved, I'm not. If you won't help me, I'll go after Su Daqiang. I'll make Zhao Dafu cough up every single debt he's kept in this notebook!"

(End of this chapter)